Young Writers Society

Damascus

He gasped loudly and covered his mouth in sheer glee, his eyes wide and shining.

"Wow!" He beamed, taking his hands down so he could run up to a book. "It's amazing! Can I touch anything?"

Schadel grinned even more when she saw her brother's reaction to the room. Sticking her hands into her overalls, she gave an excited nod. "Uh-huh! I think there might be stuff we're not supposed to touch, but Blanx keeps that away from the things like this - that way the customers don't get hurt or changed by the magic!"